Sibyl’s POVIt was late at night, and Nuri didn't come home.According to the rules, he once told me, as his wife, I should wait for him to come home, serve him to change clothes, and shower before going to bed.After Amy, my servant, left, I sat on the blanket-covered sofa, staring at the flickering candle with my chin in my hands.Waiting for my husband was so boring, I sighed. I am not sleepy now, I simply took out a pile of paper recording the Dragon Scale, and then began to read it one by one.As I read, my brows furrowed. Each message seems to be true, but there is something wrong with it. Hundreds of pieces of information are mixed, making it more difficult to distinguish.I took a candle and read the news carefully under it.Everyone claimed to have seen the Dragon Scale, but they saw it at different times and places. There is only one Dragon Scale, and there cannot be so many people who have seen it.The information is too much. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind: Since I ca
Sibyl’s POVI quickly adjusted my mood and began to study the news about the Dragon Scale.Two days later, I began to see a pattern. Almost every news had a word that was repeated from another one. Some of these words are about time and place, some about the size and color of the Dragon Scale, and some even about the name, occupation, and age of the speaker.I remembered that I had read a book about arithmetic in ancient Rome. When we have 10 letters, we can arrange an infinite number of words theoretically. That is, someone made up some words and then put them together into hundreds of fake messages.So, as long as I can find the message that doesn't contain the repetition, that's the real message.I asked the servant to bring a large piece of paper and spread it on the floor. I leaned over the paper and wrote down each message with a pen. When I see the same word, I put a false sign after it to indicate that it is a false message.Gradually, there were more and more false signs on t
Nuri’s POVI felt as if I had fallen into an abyss.The darkness around me. I was standing in the middle of a dark sea. The water was calm, not a ripple in it. The sky seemed to wrap everything around it, and some green fluorescent stars hung in the sky like twinkling eyes on a black canvas.“Who are you?” I shouted into the air, holding the Vulcan Bow in my hand.I must find the Dragon Scale quickly. Sibyl is waiting for me at home.“Ha Ha Ha Ha, you guess who I am?” A burst of strange laughter sounded. The green stars suddenly turned into bloodshot eyes.“Oh, Nuri Rodriguez, the hero of the mainland. Let's play a game.”The voice was androgynous, like that of a blood-sucking monster who had lived in a cave for a long time.“I'm not in the mood to play any silly games with you.” I drew my Vulcan Bow and aimed it at one of the eyes.The eye I was aiming at immediately closed, but the other eyes seemed more active.“Oh, no, no, no. Knight Nuri Rodriguez. You can't kill me. I have many
Nuri’s POVSibyl was as beautiful and gentle as ever, smiling at me, easing my grief.“Nuri, my father has done so much wrong. Do you hate me?” Sibyl asked me.This is the most difficult question for me to answer.I am not a saint. The pain of my family's death is like a dagger in my heart. I feel pain all the time. I cannot face the royal family with peace of mind, and I cannot forgive the royal family. Because everyone with the Campbell name reminds me of what the Royals did to my family.However, another voice told me, “It's not Sibyl's fault. She has nothing to do with what happened five years ago. She's already my wife. I shouldn't take it out on her.”Our memories come to me.The first time we met at the party...Her caution and fear on her wedding night...She negotiated with me for the first time in the army...We rode together...The way she studies information...The first time we made love...If I say I hate her, I feel pain because I like her. If I say I don't hate her, I
Manolo’s POV I've never yelled out of control like that before.My heart almost stopped when I saw Sibyl put the petal in her mouth.I still remember what my grandfather said to me: “The Immortal Flower has great power. It is the most precious herb of the witches. Although it can clean up many strong poisons, it is also poisonous in itself. If a person does not have special blood or is not strong enough, even licking a flower petal will kill him.”Is Nuri so important to Sibyl? She would even like to trade her life for Nuri's.I gave up my manners and grabbed her hand. “Are you crazy?”Sibyl is calm. She smiled at me, not afraid of the coming death.I was frantically rummaging through my suitcase, trying to find a way to save Sibyl.The precious herbs and potions I collected fell to the ground, but I was not in the mood to care about them. I was getting desperate. Even though I am the offspring of the ancient mermaid, with more than ordinary wisdom and super-ability, I cannot save th
Nuri’s POVAfter finding the Dragon Scale, we are much more relaxed. We were scheduled to return to the capital soon, but Sibyl enjoyed the freedom of the south and I decided to stay a while longer.“When I'm better, we'll go back,” I told the group.However, this small wound means nothing to me. This is just an excuse for me.I also enjoy living with Sibyl. On a summer evening, we lay under the vine to enjoy the dusk and the breeze and say something interesting. Only then are we a free couple. When back in the capital, we became the Rodriguez couple, and a lot of trouble was going to surround us.My grandma once told me the word“Honeymoon”. Newlyweds will travel to a beautiful place for a period of time to enjoy time together. I didn't understand the word before because I thought it was boring and humiliating to be with a woman every day. A hero doesn't hang out with women. But now I'm starting to understand why everyone needs a honeymoon.Time with a loved one always passes quickly.
Sibyl’s POVNuri was in a good mood, but when the strange man appeared, his brows furrowed.I sense Nuri doesn't like this man.I stood behind Nuri and peeked at the man in purple.His face looks similar to Nuri's, but his body is not as strong as Nuri's. His skin was too pale, his eyes were long and thin, and he had a gloomy air about him.He wore purple clothes that only nobles could wear and called Nuri his cousin.He must be Jovon, Nuri's cousin. But I'm not sure about his last name because he was stripped of his Rodriguez name and expelled from the capital.“There you are,” Nuri said coldly.“When did you guess I was here?”Nuri looked at his wrist. There was no cut. “Who was the assassin yesterday?”Jovon smiled apologetically. “I don't know who the assassin was yesterday, but he followed me to your house.” He cleared his throat unnaturally. “I'm sorry.”“Why did you come to my house last night?”“To steal... Oh, no, to see the legendary Dragon Scale,” he said with a smile.Nuri
Sibyl’s POVIt's been three days since I returned to Rodriguez Castle in the capital. Life in the south was like a dream. I was Mrs. Rodriguez again, and Nuri was busy in the army like before, coming home late.This trip has changed my relationship with Nuri a lot. Before, he always looked at me with cold eyes, making me feel afraid. Now he is still as domineering as before, but he is much gentler to me.I'm used to being called Mrs. Rodriguez. Since I was born, my fate has always been in the hands of others. In the days of the palace, I feel like a dandelion, with the wind in the sky. I did not know where to go. Now that I am Nuri's wife, I don't know what the future holds for me, but at least he is nice to me now, and my life is easier than it was in the palace.My expectations are not high. If I can live a life like this, it is also very happy.I'm just worried about my brother. He was a weak prince of a declining royal family. In the books I've read, princes like him have all been
Sibyl’s POVBefore I know it, time is running out like a river. My two children, who began as finger-sucking babies in cradles, can now run around the palace. Perhaps they inherited Nuri's strong physique, and even the quiet little princess Terese was full of energy. The wet nurses had run to follow her but she was not tired at all.Today, after breakfast, I caught them trying to sneak out again."Sit your asses down!" I said sternly.The two little ones made faces and sat back in their chairs.Unexpectedly, the child's father suddenly protested. "Children are young. They are at an active age now. Why should you restrain them?""Have you forgotten what day it is?""What day?" asked Nuri, doubtfully, putting down her cup.I knew it! I took a plate of peeled grapes from him and said, "Selene and Lowa are coming to visit us today. Lowa is bringing her little girl!"Shortly after my children were born, Lowa returned to Werebird kingdom with Manolo. Within two months of their return, I rec
Sibyl’s POVSince the birth of the little prince and Princess, the whole palace has become lively. Nuri's excitement is hard to describe. He immediately declared the young prince, Baron, a crown prince and gave him an estate. However, he is still young and currently lives with his sister in a bedroom in my palace.In order to take care of the two children, Nuri arranged for each of them to have three wet nurses and eight maids. He had even begun to think about their playmates.Carol was even more excited to see them every day. She came in the morning as soon as the sun rose, and left reluctantly after dinner.Now all eyes are on the two children."Our Baron and Terese are very popular. Whose credit is that?"Nuri rocked the cradle and looked at me like a big dog with a face full of praise! I couldn't bear to watch. I picked up Terese, who was munching her fingers, and kissed her soft, white, meaty face."Little Terese, who is your mommy?"The little guy looked at me in a daze and sudd
Roth’s POV"Sibyl... my baby..."Blayze's voice travels in Nuri's ears. His hands were tugging at Nuri's, blood gushing from his mouth, but he did not stop, calling the Queen's name again and again.Beowulf pounced. His broken arm was flailing feebly in the air, and Nuri dropped Blayze to avoid his attack. I climbed over and pulled Blayze aside to sit against the wall."How could she be Azariah? Didn't she die in prison?"Blayze didn't answer my question. He didn't even look at me. He just stubbornly called out the Queen's name. Does this really work? Can we wake the king?"Nuri, wake up! Sibyl is unconscious because of you. She is pregnant with your child! She almost died because of you!" Bellowed Beowulf as he dodged Nuri's attack, shouting Sibyl's name along with Blayze. Tears blurred my vision. I wiped my face and joined them loudly.May the gods protect us. The love between the King and Queen could be the antidote to this disaster.For a moment, the council chamber was filled wit
Selene’s POVThe whole palace was in disarray. The doctors were all called in, and the maids went in and out like ants on a hot pan. Everyone was scrambling to do something, but they didn't know which way to go, because the only hostess was still lying in bed, unconscious."Stay calm. You are all trained. Follow the rules." Nuri's grandmother's voice rose into the night, suppressing the panic. She took the maid's hand and got down from the carriage. She glanced at the maids and the doctors, and everyone she saw lowered their heads."We don't need so many doctors. Those who are not good at delivering babies can go home."When she had finished, some of the doctors, after a moment's hesitation, came forward, saluted, and hurried off.“Amy, divide the maids into three groups. One group will prepare hot water, the other will clean up the delivery room, and the last group will serve the empress at any time. If anything goes wrong, the person-in-charge will be punished!”Amy hurried to assig
Sibyl’s POV"Your Majesty..." Amy hesitated."Are you asking me why I didn't kill her?" I stopped and looked up at the Black Sky, where the moon was shining brightly. The stars twinkled in the sky like jewels on a dress."Maybe the moon is too beautiful tonight. I don't want to spoil my mood."Many innocent souls stayed in the palace. Every brick and tile was soaked in blood, and I did not want to add to it any more.The maid thought she was going to die, too. She closed her eyes and waited for the poison to attack, only to find that the pain she had imagined for a long time had not come. She slowly opened her eyes tentatively and looked at me hesitantly."Ah..." when she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself unable to make a sound."I took your voice," I motioned to Amy with my eyes. Amy handed her a bag of gold coins. "This is my compensation to you. I will still keep my promise to you. You can leave the palace tonight. I will let you continue your life as a commoner."With t
Sibyl’s POVThe evening party went on as planned. On the rows of brass candlesticks, carefully carved candles burned brightly, illuminating the faces of each visitor. The scent of ladies' perfumes filled the air, and expensive jewelry glowed in the owner's hair, earlobes, and neck. Everyone smiled and complimented each other."What an elegant crowd." I stood in the shade outside the door and looked at the nobles in the ballroom. "If I hadn't seen the fierce faces of the jealous ladies and the greed of the men in calculating the wealth of the common people, if I hadn't seen the despicable ways in which ministers use their power to do evil," I paused, i turned to Amy. "This is heaven, isn't it?"Amy looked at me in silence, and I knew the question frightened her. How can the nobles be so easily judged? Most people would think so. Nuri still had a long way to go. If he did not change the concept that everyone feared the nobles as much as the gods, the new nobles that he supported now wou
Sibyl’s POVLowa shifts into a giant bird. I sat on her back and soon saw Aphrodite's palace. With no intention of slowing down, she dived straight for the palace door, causing the maids at the door to scream. I walked to the door with a sullen face. Lowa shaved her feathers and shifted back to being a sexy lady.Not surprisingly, there was another shriek from the maids, and several of them had collapsed to the ground. I saw a familiar face among the maids, whose name I can't quite remember, Anna or something. On Aphrodite's first day at court, I met the maid.She's not doing very well. No, rather badly. She was not a pretty girl, but she was impressive, and now her hair was as yellow as a weed, and her figure was unusually dry. The once beautiful eyes also lost their love of life like a pool of stagnant water.She felt my gaze and looked up at me quickly. Her eyes sparkled, but soon became dull. She changed in an instant. When I blinked and looked at her again, she was still lifeless
Sibyl’s POV"Nuri is exaggerating." Selene looked at the room full of clothes and sighed. "So many clothes. Even if there were a few more of you, you would never wear them all!"I looked at the rows of clothes, heart half sweet half trouble. Nuri is in love with me, but, as my sister said, I really do not have time to wear every piece of clothing again. Looking at so many beautiful clothes that I have no chance to wear them, it makes me feel very wasteful."These are all new. Do you like any of them? If you don't mind, just take the ones you like!" I said to Selene. When Lowa heard this, her face darkened and she looked at me angrily. "You have a real sister, and have you forgotten about me? You are so biased!"Selene looked at me awkwardly, worried that something might happen between me and Lowa, and I patted her hand. I smiled at her and said, "She's just kidding!" I turned to Lowa and rolled my eyes at her. "Why are you teasing her? Come on, I'll give you all the clothes in this ro
Nuri’s POV"What's all this?" Beowulf asked as he casually flipped through the notes on my desk. He gave me a smirk. I looked down and coughed."How come I don't remember us getting so close?" His tone was too casual and intimate, as if we had known each other for more than a decade, which made me very uncomfortable. He is the king of the land of the Bears. While I respect him as a hero, that doesn't mean my social distance from him can become intimate. But he didn't seem to feel that way at all."My wife is your wife's sister, and we are brothers, a family! We know each other like the back of my hand!" He took another book from the shelf, he exclaimed, "I always thought that you were an ambitious hero. You spent all your energy on running the country. I can't imagine that you're actually a nanny!"My bookshelf is lined with books on children, medical and educational, from infants to teenagers. On the desk are several thick notes that I have made. These are all the questions I ask doc